Why Do Parents Do This To Their Children?

I subbed yesterday in a classroom for the Xcite program, which is basically like HeadStart, but it is more geared toward lower-income families/ESL/labeled children. I met some of the most adorable children, ages 3-5, but their names were not so adorable. I really get annoyed when parents take a name I like and spell is so atrociously that the child will have problems even learning to spell it themselves, or get teased later on in life. A few examples from just yesterday include: Claiton, Kaila, Bryen, etc. Seriously, parents, what happened to good old Clayton, Kayla, Brian/Bryan? I know being unique is important, but why not just make the name itself a little more unique, instead of just messing up the spelling? I love the name Dominic, but I would never spell it Domynyc because A)it LOOKS silly B)everyone who doesn't know him (and probably some distant relatives too) will spell it wrong and C)IT IS JUST PLAIN MEAN.

I had my review for work today, I can't believe I have been at Office Depot a year. More importantly, I can't believe I have been there a year and not killed someone. I was overall happy with the review, except for the comment about my attitude. Now, for those of you who know me well, this might come as a shock, but I can be a very nice and attentive person - at work. Instead of looking at the whole entire year I have worked for OD, comments were only made concerning the last two weeks - the two most difficult weeks of my entire life. I had was going through a difficult time (and still am, though day by day it is getting better), and yes it did affect work for a little while, but to not say anything about the last 11 months and two weeks prior to that seems like such bullshit. Luckily I was able to make my own comments on my review, so I mentioned something about it there - the year as a whole should have been looked at, though I do realize that the last two weeks will obviously be the most fresh in everyone's minds. Oh well, sue me, I'm a highly emotional person and sorry OD, but whats been going on the last two weeks matters a whole helluva lot more to me than a stupid job that I don't even like that much.

I am finally feeling like getting my apartment in order. I know a lot of you might be thinking what took so long, but if you read the above paragraph, you can put two and two together. it's slow and sometimes sad, especially when I keep finding things that do not belong to me, but it's okay. I might as well get it over with now. I will post pictures soon, when the place is actually organized and looking like someone live there.

I also finally went food shopping last night, something I know some of you will be very glad to hear. It was tough for me to do, but Teetz went with me and I did the best I could and spent more than I thought I would, but at least I know have something in the fridge, freezer, and cupboards.

I had a mean old man ask me today if I knew what 'generic' meant. We sell HP, Lexmark, Canon, etc ink cartridges, but we also sell Office Depot brand compatible cartridges. The guy was looking at HPs and asked which of the generic brands were best. I asked him what he meant by that, since we only generic brand we sell is OD. That's when he asked me if I knew what generic meant. He also did this while I was helping another customer at the register, so basically he was being a jerk trying to get me to help when I was already occupied. Even the guy I was helping said it was rude the way he even asked me that. I was annoyed, thank good ness Peggy came over to help him, or I probably would have said something nasty to him.

Also, I am just going to post the same entry on this site and Xanga, since Erin and Lizzie never come over here. Boo. The Xanga one is here. Mostly I like Blogspot better, the only thing I like better about Xanga is you can post what you are reading/listening to/watching. That's a neat waste of space.